the quarter life affair

I napped from 3:30 to 5ish today and then from 8:00 to 11:30. I was hoping I would sleep until sunrise so then I wouldn't have to wait until morning to eat the bagel I've been thinking about.


I had a short conversation with him last week. He was running off to work, and we never talk anymore. And it's not a big deal. It's just weird. The conversation operated as if we were strangers. Ending with "later" but in the kind of way where neither really cares. I find it really odd now that, for over a year of my life, once upon a time, I used to be legitimately crazy about him. He used to be one of the male friendships I put in my top 5, and today I know next to nothing about him. And it's somehow okay.

I will never get used to events transpiring in this way.